Xian's POV (Of things that happened in Part 1 :- The Unsaid)

I walk out the the washroom and the most enticing sight awaits me.

Jun is sitting on the bed waiting for me.

The word Jun, leaves my mouth and he looks at me with a gentle, soft look in his eyes. He is wearing black satin pyjamas and I feel my face heat up. He cocks his head to a side and my brain goes blank.

What was I planning to say!?

I realize that I am standing there staring at him when he calls my name and looks at me expectantly... wanting me to continue.

He looks past me, and shakes his head disapprovingly before walking to the washroom.

'Damn it.' I realize that I have once again left the lights on.

"Xian!" he exclaims, clearly upset.

He asks me what made me take a cold shower. He asks me if I was feeling hot!

Are you kidding me, Jun?

I mutter a Sorry and he fusses like he always does. He treats me like a child.

I am not a child, Jun.

He notices that my shirt is wet. Of course it is, I was in a hurry to get dressed and join him on the bed. He asks me to remove my shirt, and I do as asked.

I peek to see if he is looking at me while my back is on display. And once again I am reminded of the fact the Jun doesn't want me the way I want him, when he averts his eyes, and hands me a shirt.

Am I not even a little desirable, Jun?

Once again all thoughts leave my mind when he starts to dry my hair... I can feel his fingers through the towel.

Gently...Thorough.... Mine.

As his fingers massage my scalp I relax. I can't help but think how his fingers will feel elsewhere, and I close my eyes.

Thank God he can't hear my thoughts.

Slowly I my eyelids grow heavy, and I slump against his chest.

Cold... Like Jade.

I suddenly feel insecure, what if one day, he leaves me to be with one of the women that visit him?

I turn in his arms, and gather my courage, cupping his beautiful face between my palms.

"Jun, you will not leave me right?" I ask him hesitantly. And he answers me like he always does. Sincerely.

First he assures me that he will never leave my side, and then he calls me a boy!

Jun, is that all you see, when you look at me?... A boy... A child?

I am not a child, Jun.

His words upset me. I need to make him see that I am not a boy... I am a man.

"Jun, I am yours, but I am not a boy." I tell him... 'Look at me Jun. Look at me.  See me... the way I see you...my Jun.'

"Mn?" He asks, clearly what I wanted to convey, has escaped his understanding.

I get angry. Really angry. And I show it. I throw a tantrum... like a child.

I realize that by behaving like a child, I had done more damage to my argument.

No wonder he thinks of me, the way he does.

He switches on the air con... Good... With him so close, I need it... But I am cold too.

"Blanket." I order in an ungreatful tone, and he not only gives me one, he tucks me in as well.

Stop mothering me, Jun!

To rub salt in my already wounded heart, he offers to read me one of his stories.

I am Eighteen, Jun. Not three!

"No." I bite out. 'Why am I continueing to behave like a child?'

Well, he anyway thinks of me as a child... might as well behave like one, I decide.

'My boy....' Jun's words echo in my mind angering me more.

I pull the blanket around myself and try to fall asleep.

I don't fall asleep.

I try to calm down and stay still. His presence mocks me. He is here with me...but I know he is not really with me. I know he wants to go back to his room... to the women he had left on his bed.

Had he made love to all of them?

As images of Jun, looming over those shameless women, touching them... kissing them, assault my mind, I feel my anger rising, instead of ebbing away. Jun moves, and leans in closer.

How could I forget that he can hear my heartbeat!?

I close my eyes tighter and think of my childhood... Happy times...Times when I didn't want Jun, the way I want him now. When all I wanted was his company.

I finally calm down, but sleep still eludes me. I don't know how much time has passed when I feel Jun leave the bed.

No!

I leave my pretence of being asleep and say, "Lying is a sin, Jun."

And he gets it. He gets what I am trying to say. He joins me back in the bed, and as if to make amends, he moves under the blanket.

Cold...Comforting... Mine.

I can't take it anymore. I need to feel him.... All of him.

I turn unexpectedly, and press my body to his, making sure to not leave an inch of breathing room between us.

Do you see how perfectly we fit, Jun?

He panics. I can feel it in the way his breath hitches, and his body stiffens. He asks me what I am doing, when I cup his face.

I am trying to seduce you, my love. Don't you see that?

He tries to move away, giving me a chance, a reason to move almost on top of him. I can feel his hard body beneath mine, and lust fills my entire being.

Can't you see how much I want you?

I ask him to look at me, but he blinks and looks away, closing his eyes.

How dare he!?

"Don't you dare, close your eyes." I order him.

What is wrong with me!?
He is an Archangel?
He can probably smite me with a snap of his fingers.... Yet, I feel like he is mine to command.

When did I become so arrogant!?

"Ok." He says, and looks at me.

What do you see in my eyes, Jun?

Want? Lust? Desire?

I move closer till our faces are close enough for our breaths to mingle and become one.

When will we become one, Jun?

I look at him, filling my eyes with how he looks at this very moment. I want to kiss him senseless... but I can sense hesitation in the way he is holding himself.

"If you leave me tonight and go to them, I will never talk to you, ever again. Understood?" I say, trying to salvage the situation... I had already crossed a line tonight.

He nods, and it makes me happy, I decide to push the envelope a little further, and kiss the corner of his mouth... I want to do more. I loom over him for a few seconds, and I notice that he is holding his breath.

Did I scare you, Jun?

I move away from him, and turn the other way. He leaves a breath.

Are you relived!?

Once again anger and jealousy enter my heart, and I pull his hand, drapeing it across my middle.

"Hold me. I need to make sure that you will keep your promise." I say. It's an excuse to take his hand in mine.

"Mn." He agrees, and moves closer. He must have really felt that he had hurt me by trying to leave.

"Are you happy now?" He asks, like an adult, who has just agreed to give in to a childs demands.

Jun, I am not a Child.

I pull his hand to my mouth, and kiss his knuckles.

Will a child do these things to you, Jun?

Jun is really innocent. He doesn't get what I am trying to do. So I give up for the night. I place his hand back around my waist.

"Now, I am happy." I say, making peace with what I have.

Soon, sleep takes me in its embrace and with my angel next to me, I get pulled into a land I had never set foot in before.

{Note :- This chapter is basically shows what was going on in Xian's mind.
The next update will be a little dark.

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